Puppy Love Poem by Janet Mary Zylstra

Puppies prance across my life,
My art, furniture, clothes and shoes
Then wriggle, paws in air,
Wondering what else there is to do.
'Ah - toes! '
Spiky milk teet grapple
With the socks that hide my feet
But then their bearded faces
Pop up and lick me on the cheek.
'We love you, Mum! '
Button eyes and chilly noses,
Frisbee-paws scramble for my knees.
Tender, soft furred babies.
'Mum, give us both a cuddle - please! '